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The Art of the Free Swing
Throughout life, most people have to apply for something: jobs, colleges and scholarships for teenagers, and grants, promotions and project proposals for adults. Applications are a part of life. In…
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Fragments
I’ve left so many fragments of myself Behind in the places I love That now I don’t have enough left To be in the place that I’m in
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Glasses
I have terrible vision. I’ve always had terrible vision. When I was 7, my mother took me to the optometrist and showed me reading charts plastered with E’s. “Read it,”…
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Written in Chalk
With trembling hands, She grasps the chalk, So fragile and breakable, a wisp of white In the dark, dank basement. She cowers at the feet of her father Who barks…
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Attention Economy
In 1997, theoretical physicist Michael Goldhaber warned that the world was shifting away from a material economy and more towards an attention based economy– one focused on attracting and maintaining…
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Falling Out of Love
Did you see us falling in love? I didn’t. We never knew of loving, With all our capabilities, Till one day, we fell in love, And love was all we…
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Round and Round the Rounds
how would i ever start to talk about my brother's heart? once stark and shining, like the sun, too soon found all its beating done.
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Confined But Not Dejected
The last few months have been challenging for all of us, and in particular teachers. We sometimes feel the depths of despair and pessimism gradually enveloping us. But it's very…
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Joy in the Dark
Winter mist rippled through the grass, Sending sweet chills down your back. Beneath all the layers of snow, There's much to uncover.
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Phantom
Sitting before the closet, she bent down to take off her shoes. Glancing at the dark void between the two doors, she saw it. Black smoke darker than the night…
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translated tongues
somewhere along the way, we got lost in translation. tongues that once spoke fluent twisted and turned turbulent.
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shattered remains
i have spent my life under a rock not knowing what it means to live i’ve spent my life in solitude waiting for the moment when i wake up and…
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A Broken Wishing Well
never ending expectations are dropped like coins splattered into a fountain they fall and make a splash piercing the water abruptly until it’s smooth silky surface is forced into a…
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POETS, BE HEARD!
We could all use a little poetry right now, don't you think? Be inspired and express yourself through this refreshing live (virtual) event!
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The Flaws of College Applications
Fall semester of junior year, countless high school seniors apply to dozens of colleges each, agonizing over personal statements, test scores, and extracurriculars. The menu of colleges contains over six…
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Why we need to break the bamboo ceiling
Imagine yourself passed up for promotion year after year. You think you’ve done everything right, from starting with an elite tier college degree to working hard day in and day…
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Feminine
If I wear my Father's shirt, do I become a boy? If I cut my hair short, do I cease to be Feminine? What is Femininity anyway? Must Femininity stand…
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Old
As I struggle with my identity as a Chinese-American who was born in an immigrant family, I often wonder what side of me is the "true" me. These thoughts were…
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War, Peace, and Pain
We were born into a war we didn’t start, Bred as soldiers for a cause we didn’t understand, We won’t fight for you any longer, We are the generation of…
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Anxiety
I don’t know how, But I am certain. Something lurks behind the curtain. Through the windows, Its eyes peer. I can sense it growing near.
